Fortune Cookies
By: Mia Zhang
When i was small
A fortune cookie was a trick
A trick made by my father's quick hands
I wondered the piece of paper inside the cookie
But not the meaning of the line
Why? Because it tastes good
When i grow up
The taste did not change
But the meaning of the line changed
Does the cookie know? No
Do i believe in! Yes
Other than the line
I start wondering about the number
Sitting quietly on the back of the piece of paper
I think they are different kinds of fortune
Once upon a time
A seventy-five years old lady
Cracked open a random fortune cookie
She opened the cookie
The fortune slipped to her palm
She entered the number for lottery
Guess what? She got a million fortunes
Link to my self-pulishing poem video
